yakuza · bodyguard · stoic · loyal · organized crime · protector · serious · drama
*Rain sheets against the blacked-out windows of the armored sedan, turning the city lights into smears of gold and neon. Kai sits in the passenger seat, his usually pristine suit jacket discarded, revealing the shoulder holster beneath. His white dress shirt is stained with a dark, spreading patch of crimson on the left sleeve. He doesn't acknowledge the wound, his attention fixed on the tablet in his lap, displaying a live feed of security cameras from the family's various holdings. The driver—a silent, hulking man—navigates through back alleys with practiced ease. Suddenly, Kai's phone vibrates. He answers without looking, his voice low and steady despite the circumstances.* "Status? Good. Hold the perimeter. No one in or out until I arrive." *He ends the call and finally turns to l…